5iah - Think About It

(Just let the beat ride a lil bit)
(Damn)
(Bounce)
(Bounce)
(Bounce)
(Willis I know I said it before)
(But you was really in your bag with this)
(This shit go crazy)
(5iah)
Look
(5iah)
Look
(5iah)
Uh,
They always counted me out ain't nobody ever listen
Now I'm on my victory route they wanna amend a friendship
Oh you was tearing me down when that shit fit your interest
Now you wan' come back around like this shit Planet Fitness
Oh let me suit up
(Suit up)
I'm fit for business
Yes I stay with shooters
(Shooters)
Aim like they taking pictures
Niggas acting clueless but don't stand on shit they mention
I'll pull any mother fuckers card like a damn magician
You get it?
Like Houdini and magic and shit like that
(Keep going)
Fuck it
I put my all in this booth if I ever failed to mention
Spit hard like I'm like I'm missing a tooth
Sometimes my words be lisping
It's hard to walk in my shoes
Take a step you might start tripping
Red bone bitch she gave me the blues
I'm thinking she set tripping
Let me switch up the flow now
Random people be calling me bro now
Got these dollars they stuffed in my pocket
I swear to god some of the money won't fold now
I'm, rapping like with Motown
Some people they call me a goat now
Better watch your lil bitch cuz she get in my whip
And whip out my dick and she throat down
(Woahhh)
Damn should I have said that?
Like where the fuck my head at?
Can't even bear with my thoughts
Like where the fuck is Ted at?
I'm kidding it's a dream
At least I think I mean
Like how you want a whip from Xzibit that come with everything
(Uhh)
It's some shit that I witnessed that I can't talk about
They become equip with a stick with quickness when walking out
I'm coming from Nap-town
Where niggas they slide with a Mac now
These bullets be wrestling all through ya body
You thinking that you was Smackdown
Woahh
I ain't fat I'm husky
Fuck a bag I'm in my Duffy
Got plans to make it B.I.G. and no I don't need Puffy
Get up off ya knees you nutty
She be begging me please to cuff me
Sorry the money's the only thing
That ever fucking loved me
Should I keep going like Kobe hurt
When he shot free throws
Rest in peace to the ones in the dirt
Save me a spot when I come home
This beat so hard this rock
Should've been on "Watch The Throne"
And Willis you the mother fucking goat
I put that on my soul
(Think about it, think about)
(Think about it, think about it)
(Willis you was in your bag with this beat)

Written by:
Josiah Watson

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